In the silent echoes of a fading day,
Where light surrenders to the night,
I find myself in a realm of dismay,
Lost in shadows, devoid of sight.

The whispers of hope have long ceased,
Embraced by an eternal gloom,
My heart, once vibrant, now released,
To a fate of inevitable doom.

Dreams once painted in colors bright,
Now drown in a sea of grey,
The fire within extinguished by plight,
As joy and warmth all decay.

In this abyss where sorrows reside,
I wander alone through endless night,
Searching for a beacon, a guide,
To lift me from this desolate plight.